My diet wasn’t the worst in the world, but it wasn’t the best either. My parents weren’t much for cooking, and dinner was usually meat and three veg - mashed potatoes and peas and beans with any semblance of nutritional value or flavour boiled away. In addition, I always remember a bottle of coca-cola in the fridge, and ice cream in the freezer.

I have to admit, I might have had it in my head that my treatment was done, and it was over between me and the big C, but after arriving at The Gawler Foundation, and meeting people with their first or second recurrence of cancer, those thoughts were well and truly put to bed.

It's been around 6 months since I had my stomach removed. Even though the staff at Peter Mac are truly amazing, I'll always remember it as the worst time of my life. After the surgery, they found blood clots in one of my lungs, and prescribed clexane to thin my blood. A day later my other lung collapsed. The doctors put in some tubes to drain my lung, but it was ineffective, so I needed another surgery to clear out...